Why?

You think you love him, but why? why?

Can't you see that it makes me cry?

Seeing you with him just tears me apart,

It completely and utterly breaks my heart.

I want to crawl in a corner and hide,

And stay until I'm told he died.

Why does it have to be this way?

You must know! You dont have to be gay!

Don't even tell me my mind's to narrow,

Just think of yourself being striaght as an arrow!

It'll work, In time, you'll see,

That one of me:

Is better than him times three!